I fired my boss at the beginning, and I became rich by doing business in the end times

"Boss, let's go in and search again. We just paid attention to food and clothes."

The leader looked at Lin Wanwan: "Miss, can you wait for us for half an hour?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the intersection ahead. If it takes too long, I'll leave."

"Okay, I promise half an hour."

Then Wang Li bought six bottles of water, and each of them felt full of energy after drinking the warm water.

He took out his phone and set a countdown. "We will split into two teams to surround the jewelry area on the first floor. Be careful."

Lin Wanwan watched them rush in at once, and pushed the cart forward. When she encountered a fallen zombie, she wanted to dig out the crystal core, but she was very scared.

He took out a kitchen knife from the space, and after trying for a long time, he still didn't dare to start.

"System, do you have any useful tools that can quickly extract the crystal core? I'm afraid..."

The system's shadow floated in the air, "Yes, 5000 gold coins."

Lin Wanwan was speechless. Do you think I have so many gold coins?

"Robbery is too expensive. I'd have to chop off 500 heads to make it back."

"I'm sorry, host. The main system's price is marked. No bargaining is accepted. There are no discounts, and no credit is allowed."

Lin Wanwan suddenly had an idea and decided to go to the jewelry shop to do some shopping. The street ahead was full of jewelry stores, such as Dasheng, Dafu, etc.

After making up his mind, he turned off the stereo and pushed the bike towards that street.

"Gold coins, gold coins, here I come."

System: “…” Why does the host’s eyes look a little scary with golden light?

I originally thought that the gold shop was not the target of the survivors. Those things were not enough to eat or drink, and they would be a burden to carry. Unexpectedly, the display cabinets inside were smashed, and all kinds of gold and silver jewelry were scattered on the ground. They were all small objects.

Does anyone feel that antiques from prosperous times and gold from troubled times are a burden to run away with?

"No matter how small a fly is, it's still meat. It's okay. I don't mind."

So Lin Wanwan pushed the cart to pick up the jewelry. For safety reasons, she pushed the cart wherever she went. She picked up the jewelry in the display cabinet, on the ground, in the cracks, and even in the boxes. She opened each one to check.

After making sure there is nothing outside, turn your attention to the room at the back, which should contain a safe.

Push the cart as close to the door as possible and kick it open. There are several zombies inside. This should be an office. There are documents and papers on the table and there is a door inside.

We have to find a way to lure all the zombies out.

He pushed the cart into the hall, picked up a stool and smashed it hard on the glass display case outside the safe range, then threw the stool out.

With a loud "crash", the glass shattered and the zombies were attracted by the sound and swarmed over.

Lin Wanwan quickly pushed the car upstream, stuck her head out to see that there were no zombies inside, and blocked the car at the door.

Holding a kitchen knife in hand, he gently opened the door inside, and there was actually a female zombie inside.

It smelled a living person and stumbled forward, with its head stretched out to bite.

As a person who dares not watch even slightly bloody dramas, now he is really desperate. Lin Wanwan closed his eyes, made up his mind, and swung his knife. The zombie fell to the ground, but it was not dead yet and kept twitching. He picked up a chair and smashed it, and it instantly burst like a watermelon.

Feeling sickened by the scene, he turned around and dry-heaved for a while, then bravely stepped forward to pick up the crystal core, and found the key to the safe on it.

Opening the safes one by one, perhaps all the things had been taken out and displayed, there wasn't much inside.

They've all been cleaned out, but it doesn't matter, there are still several stores left.

After coming out, he went to the next house and, relying on the protection of the cart, looted everything, not even a tiny earring was spared.

The shutter of the last shop was down and it was pitch dark inside. I wonder if it had been visited before.

After trying for a while and failing to open the door, I gave up and looked at what was on the cart. I thought it should be enough, so I prepared to go to the main road and wait.

A small voice came from behind the rolling door behind me, "Hey, wait a minute."

Lin Wanwan turned around and saw a man in the crack of the door, asking almost pleadingly: "Do you have anything to eat?"

He must have been in there for a long time, and his speech was a little weak.

Lin Wanwan pointed at the screen and said to him, "I have steamed buns, pickles and hot water here. I need to exchange them for something valuable."

"I, I only have jewelry from the store, is that okay?"

"can."

After getting a definite answer, the man's voice became obviously excited, "Wait for me."

After a while, someone came out with the key and opened the door awkwardly. I thought such a loud noise would attract zombies, but I didn't expect that the zombies so close to me didn't react.

But he didn't have time to think about this. He quickly took out all the jewelry in the display case, filled a large bag, walked to the cart, and was surprised to find that it was not cold here and there was no bad smell.

Only then did Lin Wanwan see the person in front of her clearly. He turned out to be a young man. He should have looked like a fresh-faced young man, but now he looked like a weathered old man. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were dry like land that had been dry for a long time. He was so skinny that it was unbearable to look at him.

"Take one or two and put them on this machine, and they will automatically be exchanged for gold coins, so you can buy food."

The man took two necklaces from his bag and placed them on top, saying they could be exchanged for 20 gold coins.

"Click, yes, then you can redeem it. You can buy 20 steamed buns or 20 bottles of water."

I first exchanged two bottles of water and drank them in one breath. I felt visibly more energetic, and then I took out several more items from my bag and prepared to exchange them.

Seeing that he was very young, Lin Wanwan reminded him: "You should exchange less. If there is a base, you can still exchange the things you have for a ticket."

The man paused, lowered his head and said sullenly: "But I may not be able to keep these things."

Indeed, how could an ordinary person like him fight against a person with superpowers? He sighed and said, "Then you can do it yourself."

Then he bought ten of each and put them in his bag, preparing to go back to his parents. Before leaving, he gave Lin Wanwan some jewelry to thank her for saving his life.

Lin Wanwan evaded the question, "You should keep it for yourself. You need these things more."

The man pursed his lips, his eyes became redder, and he said firmly: "Sister, my name is Su Yibei, just think of me as existing here with you, just in case I can still be alive..."

His voice choked up a bit, "If I can see you again, I'll come back to get it."

Lin Wanwan couldn't help feeling a little sad. At his age, he should be a college student, in the prime of his youth, and should have a bright life, but now he has encountered a natural disaster.

"Okay, take care then."

Su Yibei staggered away.

Lin Wanwan didn't stay either, as the group of people from before should have returned, so she turned on the stereo and pushed the bike towards the main road.